This is a song about "Dutty head"

Your friends say, why we not together yet

The rhythm gets into your head.

Basically blood leaked from her head

And please never disrespect my set

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Black clouds circle my weary head

You could say i'm friends with fred

Hearing voices in my head

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Another victim dissin the towel head/

Like sally mae on college debt

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

A clever idea to take something they said

Cutting me this worthless check

And think alone in my head